Текст и перевод песни Facundo Saravia - A Juan Carlos Saravia

A Juan Carlos Saravia

Por fuera es la ternura, es la sonrisa pura
Como pocas grandezas que acercan su sol
Por dentro los dolores de tantos quebrantos
Guardados muy callados en su corazón

Ejemplo de madre y padre
Con sus cinco semillas solito quedó

Mimaba a Carolina, por ser la única hija
Seguida por Facundo, Santiago y Don Juan
No pudo contenerse en su afán de ser padre
Y al cabo de unos años nació Sebastián

Chicos no van a pelearse
Para desenojarse besos se darán

Dulces mares de amor
Navegan su interior
Siempre serás el reflejo
De aquel viejo secreto de amor y amistad
Si hay grandes entre los grandes
Padres como mi padre tienen su lugar

Quiso rehacer su vida, trayendo a Margarita
Llegó con San Antonio y con su suavidad
Y aunque ya la cigüeña estaba descansando
Un niño colorado nos vino a dejar

Que tiene tus mismos gestos
Te compra con un beso y te quiere imitar

Quisiera agradecerte, yo particularmente
Por encender tus luces en mi oscuridad
Por sentirme tu amigo por darme el abrigo
Por no dejarme solo ante la adversidad

Y guitarra de por medio
Me hiciste Chalchalero que orgullo me da

Dulces mares de amor
Navegan su interior
Siempre serás el reflejo
De aquel viejo secreto de amor y amistad
Para Juan Carlos Saravia
Con cariño su hijo hoy le quiere cantar

To Juan Carlos Saravia

On the outside, it's tenderness, it's pure smile,
Like the few greats who bring their sunshine closer,
On the inside, the pains of so many sorrows,
Kept very quietly in his heart.

An example of a mother and father,
With his five seeds, he was left alone.

He spoiled Carolina, because she was his only daughter,
Followed by Facundo, Santiago, and Don Juan,
He could not contain his desire to be a father,
And after a few years, Sebastián was born.

Children don't fight,
To make up, they will kiss each other.

Sweet seas of love,
They sail within him,
You will always be the reflection,
Of that old secret of love and friendship.
If there are greats among the greats,
Fathers like my father have their place.

He wanted to rebuild his life, by bringing Margarita,
She arrived with Saint Anthony and with her gentleness.
And although the stork was already resting,
A red-haired child came to us.

He has the same gestures as you,
He buys you with a kiss and wants to imitate you.

I would like to thank you, especially,
For turning on your lights in my darkness,
For making me feel like your friend, for giving me shelter,
For not leaving me alone in the face of adversity.

And with the guitar in the middle,
You made me a Chalchalero, I'm so proud.

Sweet seas of love,
They sail within him,
You will always be the reflection,
Of that old secret of love and friendship.
To Juan Carlos Saravia,
Today, his son wants to sing to him with affection.